September 2011
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June 2011
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March 2011
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Evokin' Donuts
I’m in the kitchen, listening to the Afghan Whigs’ ‘Brother Woodrow/Closing Prayer’ on repeat, reading a book about spices when Rosario Dawson comes home. I’m on a particularly riveting chapter about sumac. Through the nearest window I can see the vineyard and the winding river that Shia LaBeouf is always asking me to go “tubing” down, ever since he bought that floating cooler that holds 72...
February 2011
1 post
She’s the first thing I think about every day.
Before coffee, or breakfast, before I’ve finished knotting my individual atoms together into a finely sculpted paradigm of physical fitness, I create my eyes and I use them to stare at my wife.
When I see something beautiful, which is quite often because everything in Heaven is pretty beautiful, I want her to see it as well.
When I am confused I...
September 2010
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July 2010
1 post
June 2010
4 posts
More love from the best alt-lit joint on earth. →
May 2010
5 posts
Aw, would you look at that. →
UPDATE.
All black and white copies of Rosario Dawson Loves Me #3 have been mailed to the appropriate donators, with the exception of those that are also being shipped with color copies because, quite frankly, I haven’t the money to print them. I get that this weekend, which, coincidentally, is when they will ship out. That is also when the third issue will hit the stands at Quimby’s, for...
April 2010
2 posts
October 2009
4 posts
Retirement, here I come.
So today I went to Quimby’s to buy Nick Cave’s The Death of Bunny Munro because I love Nick Cave and he wrote a new book and I love books too. It’s all happening, right? That shit is on some snake-eat-tail level. Inescapable.
While there, I asked the scrawny, bespectacled ginger at the counter to check on the sales status of Rosario Dawson Loves Me, the ‘zine for...
September 2009
8 posts
